On the outskirts of the capital, a long-abandoned mansion.

Lin Hongyi...... Did he really believe it? Xu Yuanyu looked at the visitor with trepidation.

The man nodded, his face hidden in the black fur hat, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly: "Your Highness, you can rest assured, Prince Hong saw the 'birthmark' on that woman's body and was convinced of her identity." ”

Xu Yuanyu breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart was finally relieved: "It's still my aunt who has an idea......

actually thought of forging the birthmark on that Xu Qingqing, so that even the gods would not be suspicious!

"Prince Hong has put her in the dungeon, and tomorrow will be her death." The man continued.

Hearing this, the corners of Xu Yuanyu's lips hooked a smug arc: "It's good to be dead, it's clean to be dead." ”

lest she be afraid every day from now on, lest the rebels search this vicinity......

She grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she didn't know that there was a woman in the cold palace who looked similar to herself, presumably except for those eunuchs who sent food and water to the cold palace, no one else would doubt Xu Qingqing's identity.

Now those eunuchs have been cut down and eradicated, and as soon as Xu Qingqing dies, everything will be complete.

Xu Yuanyu breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, and said to the man: "Thank you aunt for me, if she hadn't helped me find Xu Qingqing's scapegoat, I wouldn't have been able to get out of Lin Hongyi's hands so easily." ”

As soon as she thought of Lin Hongyi's madman, she felt panicked.

In this world, the one who will not let her go easily is the madman.

For several days she had nightmares about being thrown into a prostitute camp and being humiliated by those who were ugly and vulgar.

It doesn't matter if your identity is replaced, as long as you don't fall into the hands of that madman, otherwise, you really don't even know how you died......

At the same time, in the cold dungeon, Xu Qingqing was shrunk in the moldy straw and shivering.

She was very thirsty, but there was no water in the prison, and in the broken bowl with the missing edge, there was only half a rancid cold steamed bun.

The steamed bun was as pale and chapped as her lips, and the link didn't bother to bite into the ants that crawled by.

Faintly, footsteps could be heard, and a jailer with a lantern patrolled by.

Xu Qingqing struggled to get up, staggered to the door of the cell, pointed to the wooden bucket of water outside, but the word "water" could not be uttered.

"Do you want to drink water when you're dying?" The jailer scoffed, not bothering to pay attention.

Xu Qingqing reached out and grabbed his clothes, she grabbed it so tightly that the man couldn't break free.

"Release!" The jailer was annoyed, and picked up her fingers one by one, and was startled by the hot temperature of her fingertips.

Isn't this woman infected with a cold and about to die?

Bah!

Bad luck, it's really bad luck......

He picked up a big bucket on the side and threw it at Xu Qingqing: "Don't you want to drink water, drink it!" ”

The icy cold water drenched Xu Qingqing in embarrassment, she shivered, only to feel that her whole body was both cold and hot, and she was pushed violently by the jailer, fell heavily to the ground, and soon remained motionless.

The jailer didn't intend to deal with it anymore, until he saw the puddle of blood oozing from the back of her head, and he suddenly panicked.

Xu Qingqing was falling on the broken bowl, and the back of her head was cut by the sharp bowl, and the bones were visible.

When the news of her serious injury came to Prince Hong's mansion, Lin Hongyi was discussing with the guards in the study.

"Your Highness, there is news from the other end of the dungeon, Xu Yuanyu is seriously injured, I'm afraid I won't survive tonight, I don't know what to do with the corpse?" The guard asked.

The guard's tone was not hurried, he thought that Prince Hong didn't care about this woman's life at all, but unexpectedly, Lin Hongyi suddenly stood up when he heard this, and under his sword eyebrows, a pair of closed black eyes were furious: "Seriously injured?" How can a good person be seriously injured? When did this king allow her to die! ”